Sandalwood Ashes

Reserved and self-controlled Wu Qingyi × passionate, sincere Chen Jisheng That year, at eighteen, Wu Qingyi became Chen Jisheng's bedchamber maid, A-Tan. He had taken pity on her wrongful accusation and stepped in to help, but a twist of fate made her a woman in his household. “If there's someone you have feelings for, you can leave at any time.” He gave her freedom and treated her with respect. Again and again, he told himself he only cared about her because she had a face like the Third Miss of the Xu family. He thought she was mild-mannered and gentle, never realizing she was carefully plotting every step. She helped him control the floods and care for displaced victims. Little by little, he fell for her, and his grip on her hand grew tighter and tighter. Until one day, he discovered her secret: their first meeting had been a carefully calculated scheme all along. She wasn't A-Tan, but Wu Qingyi, the last survivor of the Wu family, here to settle a blood debt from ten years ago. “Congratulations on getting your revenge,” he said, his clothes disheveled but his back straight. He enunciated each word: “Wu Qingyi.” She said nothing, only offering him a cup of wine. Chen Jisheng's eyes reddened. The corners of his mouth twitched as if he were smiling, and he reached out to take it. He had no idea the wine contained a fake-death potion. Theme: Turn toward the light and bravely move forward.